“Oye, esto es pa’ que …
veas que yo tambien …
escribo cosas bonitas”Hey, this is so that
you see that I also
write beautiful thingsYo quiero caminar por encima de tu pelo,
hasta llegar al ombligo de tu oreja,
y recitarte un poquito de cosquillas,
y regalarte una sabana de almejas,
darte un beso de desayuno,
pa’ irnos volando hasta neptuno,
si hace frio te caliento con una sopa de amapola,
y con un fricase de acerola,I want to cover your hair with kisses
working my way from your ear to your navel
and tickle you a little
and bring you clams in bed
and then go flying to Neptune.
If it’s cold, I’ll warm you up with poppy soup
and cherries for dessert.Quiero caminar por encima de tu pelo,
hasta llegar al ombligo de tu oreja,
y recitarte un poquito de cosquillas,
y regalarte una sabana de almejas,
darte un beso de desayuno,
pa’ irnos volando hasta neptuno,
si hace frio te caliento con una sopa de amapola,
y con un fricase de acerolaI want to cover your hair with kisses
working my way from your ear to your navel
and tickle you a little
and bring you clams in bed
and then go flying to Neptune.
If it’s cold, I’ll warm you up with poppy soup
and cherries for dessert.Tu eres un panal de dulce, fruta fresca,
tu tienes una mirada demasia’o pintoresca,
una mirada color infinito, tu me pones el estomago blandito,
vamo’ pasito a pasito siguiendonos la huella,
caminando en una tombola de estrellas,
un trayecto con clima perfecto,
regalame una sonrisita con sabor a viento
tu eres mi vitamina del pecho mi fibra
tu eres todo lo que me equilibra,
un balance, lo que me conplementa
un masajito con sabor a menta,You’re as sweet as a honeycomb,
like fresh fruit.
Your face is so picturesque
with infinite colors in your look.
I get butterflies when I look at you.
Let’s walk slowly, following the footsteps
across a path of stars–
a path with perfect weather.
Give me a smile that smells like the wind.
You’re my heart’s vitamins, my fiber.
You are what keeps me stable,
in balance; you complete me
(like) a massage with mint oil.Tu tienes una cosita que brilla que sobresale
por eso yo quiero que tu me regales treinta carnavales
cuatrocientos mil cuentos, una cajita pa’ guardar los momentos
vamos hacer burbujas dentro del cafe,
vamos a tener cien bebe y dejar los fliche pa’ otro dia
tu me hicistes brujeria, bruja
vamonos pa’ Cuba, cien millas patinando por las antillas,
vamos hacer un compromiso sin capilla,
con una siembra de trigo y con la luna de testigo
enrollaito usando el mismo abrigo,You possess…something that shines,
something that stands out.
I want you to give me
30 carnivals, 400 stories, and
a box to store precious memories.
Let’s blow bubbles in our coffee,
have 100 kids, and leave clichés
for another day.
You’ve bewitched me, sorceress.
Let’s go to Cuba and
jetski in the Antilles at 100 miles an hour.
Let’s make a pact without going to the chapel,
just plant some wheat with the moon as witness,
both wrapped in the same coat.Quiero caminar por encima de tu pelo,
hasta llegar al ombligo de tu oreja,
y recitarte un poquito de cosquillas,
y regalarte una sabana de almejas,
darte un beso de desayuno,
pa’ irnos volando hasta neptuno,
si hace frio te caliento con una sopa de amapola,
y con un fricase de acerola,I want to cover your hair with kisses
working my way from your ear to your navel
and tickle you a little
and bring you clams in bed
and then go flying to Neptune.
If it’s cold, I’ll warm you up with poppy soup
and cherries for dessert.Tu eres todo un evento, una pintura en movimiento
un arbol que respira, tu eres una diosa calima
tu rima conmigo tu convina, que tal
Si yo me inyecto el pulgar en la boca
y me inflo como un globo
nos estacionamos en un arbol de algarrobo
vamonos que el tiempo es oro,
la noche a da’o un estiron
y tengo el oceano de chaperon
mis piernas se conviltieron en algodon
porque estar contigo se siente cabronYou’re like a whole event, a picture
in motion
a living tree, a powerful goddess.
You rhyme.
You combine with me.
If I stick my thumb in my mouth
and blow up like a balloon,
we’ll land in a locust tree.
Let’s go–time is as precious as gold.
The night is calling us.
The ocean will accompany us.
My legs will become as soft as cotton
Because it feels so great to be with you.Quiero caminar por encima de tu pelo,
hasta llegar al ombligo de tu oreja,
y recitarte un poquito de cosquillas,
y regalarte una sabana de almejas,
darte un beso de desayuno,
pa’ irnos volando hasta neptuno,
si hace frio te caliento con una sopa de amapola,
y con un fricase de acerola,I want to cover your hair with kisses
working my way from your ear to your navel
and tickle you a little
and bring you clams in bed
and then go flying to Neptune.
If it’s cold, I’ll warm you up with poppy soup
and cherries for dessert.Quiero caminar por encima de tu pelo,
hasta llegar al ombligo de tu oreja,
y recitarte un poquito de cosquillas,
y regalarte una sabana de almejas,
darte un beso de desayuno,
pa’ irnos volando hasta neptuno,
si hace frio te caliento con una sopa de amapola,
y con un fricase de acerolaI want to cover your hair with kisses
working my way from your ear to your navel
and tickle you a little
and bring you clams in bed
and then go flying to Neptune.
If it’s cold, I’ll warm you up with poppy soup
and cherries for dessert.Ey, ey, ey, chica
ey, ey, ey, chica
ey, ey, ey, chica
ey, ey, ey, Calle 13
ey, ey, ey, chica
ey, ey, ey, chica
ey, ey, ey
ey, ey, ey, chica
“Oye Hector metele ahy, en la guitarra”
May 19, 2009
Un Beso De Desayuno – Calle 13
January 13, 2009
Atrévete te-te – Calle 13
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Puerto Rican step-brothers, Residente and Visitante, are no strangers to accolades. Together their revolutionary group, Calle 13, has two records and five Grammys.
I had the pleasure of hearing them for the first time during a commercial break in one of the 2006 World Cup matches, when I changed the channel to Mun2 – mundos, like worlds, get it? – and saw a row of women dressed in identical white outfits dancing in perfect tempo to the 4/4 time of Cumbia.
Immediately the Colombian in me took to the tune, Cumbia having originated on the Caribbean coast of Colombia, where I lived during my youth. When the song credits appeared near the end of the video, I learned that the women in white had been dancing to Atrévete te-te. Although I knew that I did not understand the meaning of the song, Residente’s lewd voice embedded in Visitante’s traditional beats hypnotized me into becoming what I am today: a die-hard Calle 13 fan.
In this smash hit, Residente not only flows with such practical rhymes as “mojan el arroz con un poco de aguacate/pa’ cosechar nalgas de 14 quilates”, which translates into English as “they wet their rice with a bit of avocado/to grow 14 karat asses”, but he also takes on the role of director for its internationally famous video.
Atrévete te te salte del closet,
destápate quítate el esmalte,
deja de taparte que nadie va a retratarte
levántate ponte hiper,
préndete sácale chispa al estalter
préndete en fuego como un lighter
sacúdete el sudor como si fueras un wiper,
que tu eres callejera street fighter.Dare to jump out of the closet,
Uncover yourself, take away the nail polish
Stop covering yourself, nobody is gonna take your picture
Get up, get hyper
Turn on, spark the starter.
Catch fire like a lighter
Shake off your sweat, as if you were a wiper
You are a street fighter, “street fighter”Cambia esa cara de seria,
esa cara de intelectual de enciclopedia
que te voy a inyectar con la bacteria
pa’ que des vueltas como machina de feria,
señorita intelectual
ya se que tienes el área abdominal
que va a explotar como fiesta patronal
que va a explotar como palestino.Change your serious face
That intellectual face, encyclopedia face
I’m gonna inject you with the bacteria
That’s gonna make you spin like a ferris wheel
Miss intellectual, I know that you have
The abdominal area that’s gonna explode
Like a town festiva
That’s gonna explode like PalestineYo se que a ti te gusta el pop rock latino
pero este reggaeton se te mete por los intestinos por debajo de la falda como un submarino
y te saca lo de indio taino
ya tu sabes en taparrabo mama
en el nombre de agueymana no hay mas na’,
para na’ q’ yo te voy a mentir
yo se que yo también quiero consumir de tu perejil
y tu viniste amazónica como Brasil
tu viniste a matarlas como Kill Bill
tu viniste a beber cerveza de barril
tu sabes que conmigo tu tienes refillI know that you like Latin pop-rock
But it’s just that reggaeton gets into your intestines
Under your skirt, like a submarine
And brings out the Indian in you
You know, in a loincloth, mama
I know that you like Latin pop-rock
But it’s just that reggaeton gets into your intestines
Under your skirt, like a submarine
And brings out the Indian in you
You know, in a loincloth, mamaAtrévete te te salte del closet
destápate quítate el esmalte
deja de taparte que nadie va a retratarte
levántate ponte hiper
préndete sácale chispa al estalter
préndete en fuego como un lighter
sacúdete el sudor como si fueras un wiper
que tu eres callejera street fighterDare to jump out of the closet,
Uncover yourself, take away the nail polish
Stop covering yourself, nobody is gonna take your picture
Get up, get hyper
Turn on, spark the starter.
Catch fire like a lighter
Shake off your sweat, as if you were a wiper
You are a street fighter, “street fighter”Hello, deja el show
súbete la mini falda hasta la espalda
súbetela deja el show mas alta
que ahora vamos a bailar por toa las altas
ahora nena quieres tu zipi,
no importa si eres rapera o eres hippie
si eres de Bayamón o de guaynabo city
conmigo no te pongas picky
esto es hasta abajo cójele el tricky
esto es fácil, esto es un mamey,
que importa si te gusta green day,
que importa si te gusta cold play
esto es directo sin parar one way,
yo te lo juro de que por ley
aquí toas las boricuas saben karate
ellas cocina con salsa de tomate,
mojan el arroz con un poco de aguacate
pa’ cosechar nalgas de 14 quilatesHello, stop pretending.
Lift your miniskirt
Up to your back
Raise it, stop pretending, higher
Now we are going to dance through the whole yard
Hey, girl, want a sip?
It doesn’t matter if you’re a rapper or a hippie
If you’re from Bayamon or Guaynabo City
Don’t get picky with me
This is low, get tricky
This is easy, it’s a piece of cake
Who cares if you like Green Day?
Who cares if you like Coldplay?
This is direct, non-stop, one way
I swear, that around here all the Puerto Rican woman know karate
They cook with tomato sauce
That wet their rice with a bit of avocado
To grow 14 karat assesAtrévete te te salte del closet
destápate quítate el esmalte
deja de taparte que nadie va a retratarte
levántate ponte hiper
préndete sácale chispa al estalter
préndete en fuego como un lighter,
sacúdete el sudor como si fueras un wiper
que tu eres callejera street fighterDare to jump out of the closet,
Uncover yourself, take away the nail polish
Stop covering yourself, nobody is gonna take your picture
Get up, get hyper
Turn on, spark the starter.
Catch fire like a lighter
Shake off your sweat, as if you were a wiper
You are a street fighter, “street fighter”